What!
How could this be!
Impossible! With all these arrangements, how could he have entered here without making a sound!
At the very least, there should have been some disturbance!
We set all this up specifically for this! As Minato Namikaze suddenly turned around, his face drained of color. Biwako Sarutobi's body stiffened abruptly, the aura behind her making every hair on her body stand on end. Cold sweat had already formed at her temples.
Her heart was filled with questions and disbelief.
Did someone leak the information... No! That's impossible. No one else knew about this plan.
Just then, as her entire body stiffened and her hairs stood on end, that unfamiliar voice behind her, now tinged with confusion, sounded once more.
"Lady Biwako!"
Minato Namikaze, whose gaze had already fixed in place, desperately suppressed a cry of alarm.
It was him!
It was him! An orange spiral mask... only his right eye exposed...
That was right, it was that Space-Time Ninja! At the same time, a terrified thought surged through him as his heartbeat accelerated sharply.
At that moment, reflected in Minato Namikaze's eyes behind Biwako Sarutobi stood an unfamiliar figure. The figure's face was completely covered by an orange spiral-patterned mask, with only a right eye flashing scarlet exposed.
It was precisely the Space-Time Ninja described in Chiba's intelligence! Despite all these arrangements, layers upon layers of preparations centered entirely on detecting him, he had still appeared before them without a sound—and so close behind him. At that moment, Minato Namikaze finally understood why Chiba had repeatedly emphasized every detail of this plan.
This Space-Time Ninja was terrifying! "Quick..."
At that moment, a flash of terror crossed Biwako Sarutobi's eyes. She seemed to have suddenly realized something and cried out urgently.
"Pfft!"
But she had barely opened